A Man's size
After Yang Guhong was sucked into the word "Song", he felt his soul fall into the endless darkness and sink rapidly. He felt as if he had been sucked into the legendary black hole and was afraid that his soul would be scattered. For a moment, he couldn't help but be terrified and couldn't help but cry out.
When the soul fell, even with Qiu Rong's 500 years of magic power, he couldn't see anything clearly.
Could it be that he had really fallen into a black hole? Did he really lose his soul just like that?
Fear, boundless fear, spread in the darkness, suffocating the soul.
In this suffocating feeling, Yang Guhong suddenly felt that no matter how painful life was, it was still incomparably beautiful. As long as he could live, there were actually many things that he could do. Unfortunately, before he lost something, he would never truly realize the value of what he once had.
He thought that if he was still alive, he would definitely give Long Yuting the most carefree back view and the most sincere blessing, and then live well. Unfortunately, it was too late now.
As he fell, he was too lazy to care about time. He was in a daze. After an unknown period of time, he felt as if something had propped him up. Then, he stopped sinking. Moreover, his eyes were no longer dark. He could already see things. He had fallen into a patch of weeds.
Sitting up straight, Yang Guhong looked around and saw that he was surrounded by steep cliffs. On the cliffs, he could only see a few small trees growing diagonally. On the cliff in the west, a waterfall cascaded down, gently fluttering in the breeze like a thousand feet of silk.
The waterfall seemed to be pouring down from the sky, forming a lake at the foot of the cliff. The lake water was so clear that one could see the bottom. There were also various kinds of fish swimming in the lake from time to time.
Yang Guhong was overjoyed. He thought,'This is the ideal secluded place I've been looking for. It's the best choice to cultivate my true body here. I don't have to worry about being disturbed by the outside world.”
Having made up his mind, Yang Guhong couldn't wait any longer. He immediately began to act. First, he chose a quiet place to stay and followed Qiu Rong's instructions to absorb the essence of the world. This was simple. As long as he breathed in the essence of the world every day in the valley, there would definitely be no industrial pollution. Although the air in the valley wasn't very smooth, it was still the freshest air he could breathe.
As for using the soil on the cliff to make his own clay statue, it was not difficult because he was now a soul with 500 years of magic power. It was easy for him to float to the top of the cliff to get the soil. Therefore, what made him feel difficult was to wait for the deadline of 49 days.
He chose a big tree as his resting place. He picked up a few broken branches and threw them gently. A small wooden house suddenly appeared. There were all kinds of beds inside. However, there was no kitchen or toilet because he did not need to eat or defecate.
Due to his impatience, Yang Guhong only used a day to collect enough soil from the cliff. Anyway, he no longer had the distinction between day and night, and he did not feel tired, so he hurriedly began to make a statue for himself.
In order to make it easier for him to observe himself, he moved all the soil to the lake so that he could use the water to shine on himself and the statue.
Our student Yang Guhong studied in a remote village from primary school to junior high school. There was no art teacher there. If he was asked to draw a person, the head would be in the form of a comic book, and the lower part of the neck would be in the form of a robot. In short, he could only draw something slightly better than a skeleton.
This, how could he make a statue of himself?
Hehe, don't forget that he was only a soul now, and a soul with 500 years of magic power.
Student Yang Guhong's furrowed brows relaxed, and then he smiled brightly as he waved his sleeve at the pile of soil. A colorful light flashed, and in a moment, the pile of soil turned into a giant statue.
Wow! Wasn't this too tall? Even the NBA star, O'Neal, did not look as majestic. Even Yao Ming was not as tall.
No! Looking at the giant statue, Yang Guhong had no choice but to remove some dirt. Although he couldn't be as tall as Yao, he thought to himself that he would look very clumsy and clumsy. However, if he had the chance to reconstruct a body for himself, of course, he couldn't be too stupid. He would want to be 1.85 meters tall. Hehe, and a fit figure.
Yang Guhong was overjoyed because he could shape his body according to his own wishes. What a wonderful feeling it was. He must shape the clay statue into the most charming body in the world. Of course, he had to be handsome and elegant first. There was no need to mention Pan An and Song Yu, but he had to modify them based on his original characteristics. Two meters tall was enough. He had a fit figure and was guaranteed to be loved by everyone.
Hahahaha…
Yang Guhong suddenly burst out laughing. At this moment, his eyes were fixed on the giant dragon.
Hehe, thank you for the flowers, heroes! Cough cough…the more the merrier! After the excitement, it became even more exciting. YY was coming soon!
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